" "Princess, I don't know what to say." "Then don't say anything." She re-joined me on the bed and pushed me down. She climbed on top of me and str...tched her petite body over mine and kissed me. I felt her sweet little mound rubbing against my turgid cock and her round breasts heaving. "Angel, we need to think about..." She stopped me with her tongue inside my mouth and then quick bites of my lips and her fingers began to twist my nipples. Her pussy opened and her moist, wet inner labia. ..Now Grace was not one of my favourite people. She was grimly ambitious, completely unsociable and a radical feminist plus, plus. We often found ourselves at the same meetings, where this large square-built woman would present a severe front, trying to fob me off with one-syllable answers if she could, never once looking me in the eye - clearly trying to distance herself from me altogether.Friendly chat, then, was not too likely to happen during the thirty-odd seconds of our descent to the. After a while, she got quiet and said: “ It has been a long time since I am touched.” I consoled her and said it is ok and I understand as I do the same thing. She laughed at this.She then asked me did I like what I saw that day. I aid that I would like to get slapped a thousand times if I get to see it every day. She laughed again on thinking about it and kissed my cheeks. I understood that she is horny too but wanted to confirm.So I pressed her thighs and she closed her eyes making a moaning. We were both quiet driving home. I thought how sad it was that an obviously very successful man was jealous of us. I looked at Charlie. "Promise me we'll never go down that road."She knew exactly what I was saying. She moved closer to me and grabbed my arm and then rested her head on my shoulder. Nothing was said the rest of the way home.When we walked into the apartment I thought we would sit on the couch. Instead, Charlie took my hand and pulled me into her bedroom. We faced each other, and.